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jeans pussy nigga tell that
If you waitin' on the sack boy just hit my cell back

Everything authentic, everything authentic
I own all of my shit no it

to Gary
I tip em like Ben and Jerry
We're in the special team
We kick it like Vinatieri
You listenin to the boy in the
Class that used to read slow
But now

I'm smoking top shelf, huh
Picky with who I'm around
N****s be grimy, I move by myself
I got double G up on my belt, huh
I'm Gucci, the same way it's

Bookie a wiz
Pop a bottle of coca-cola and sip the fizz
I been celebrating because I just passed a quiz
Lotta nuts in the city
I'm a start calling 'em jizz

think he gon' shoot me first, wanna see him do his worst
Brand new gucci shirt, tell my bae when I blow up
I'ma get her gucci purse (On God), and a Louie

MMG the World is Ours

Pharrell Williams

Rich Forever

2012

Quest, shit was nice dog
Gucci was Q-Tip, I was Phife Dawg
On the world tours with all the wrong whores
Had the right ideas, and all the wrong stores

head and I'll tell you to end it
Ian scared of death it feel like I live in it
Dead boy life always gonna keep a pipe
You couldn't catch me I'm too

want you that bad,
That Rover I'll put you in that,
St. Regis I'll put you in that,
Put you in that.
That Pucci I'll put you in that,
That Gucci I'll put

I tell 'em, "we all we got" (we all we got)
Thinkin' 'bout my son, first dude I got cool with when we moved on the block
This was back when Damani

(bius)
Thư em muốn nghe/ chỉ là clap clap

Vers 1 :
Baby oh Right tell my why you love me
chắc chắn vì tiền , anh cất đầy trong Gucci
em như bài nhạc , để

taken back
They taken back, by my skills

Strike a cord in their nerves
Give em all the chills
La Roux comin' for you swagger on a hundred mill
A hundred

to take a hit
I've become interpretive
Tell me what you make of it
Tell me what you make of that
When I take it, never taken back
They taken back, by my

I hate this generic stuff
Imma get you a EVION
44
And im wit a drummer boy
Red dot him like Japan
Red dot him like
Hmmmmm
Foreva Locked in wit da

EBBY
Damn. I'm about to roll up something, alright, flex on em
I tell em its amazing Hopping out the Benz in a new foreign car, man I made it

Right By The Pool
I Said Look At The View
Tell Me What You Wanna Do

[Chorus]
Tell Me What You Wanna Do?
What You wanna Do?
I Got Killas On The Rooftop

like, man
I'm feeling so blessed
I woke up this morning (Yeah)
Didn't have a lot, but, man
I could have had less
(O oh) I'm 'bout to spazz
On 'em (Yeah!

Oh Lord, Jetson made another one
Viral, baow, ooh, yeah viral, yeah, uh

Growin' up, my favorite rapper was Gucci
I feel like that say it all (Uh)
I

the whip
Boy you know we Finna hoe
Your ass
Met her on that pole
Tell shawty do that polish dance
Said she got a man, it don't matter, I Don't know his ass

you got for me 
I'm prepared to tell you no lies 
(I ain't scared of anything, yeah you know girl
Cuz show to show my mind just on overload 
Need you by

your mind like they did Kennedy's
Closed casket ghetto boys world where we
Make the murder bracket high shore taxes
High by the dead beat daddy’s

just wanna feel alive while I do this
Light it up, pour it up, keep drinking and throw it up
Tell your boys you love em and stay close to them and run it

easily show you it

They call me a maverick
Yea home boy, I'm a savage 
They call me a maverick
Yea home boy, I'm a savage 
I tell em do not get in my way

tell the brand by the belt
Double G for Gucci, I got Gucci on myself
I can tell a fucking thot is coming by the smell, woahhh
Smoke this, then that,

stop? When will I knock the crap off?
Hailie, tell 'em, baby
My dad's lost it

There's really nothin' else to say, I, I can't explain it
I think my